Blue Skies Smiling At Me

I used t think th sky was a barrier, one w a membrane that was more than permeable for claws t reach out t where i am; a world limning th very cage i built, debarred and acquiescent. Where i look up t th sky and all i feel is fear. Fear is often accompanied by th desire t flee or fight. A desire i wasn't able t grasp in a savaged place. When th sun would only keep me warm after a cold night that never seemed t come t a conclusion, dry th tears and initiate th start of a routine escalated each day by perfection. Nothing more. Everything less. Th rays would eventually burn my eyes, and blur my vision as t what was ahead.

I wasn't wrong for my believe. I wasn't falsified by disarray at one point in my life.

Believes seldom change, but in this case it very much does. I looked up t th sky and while most people would assort clouds by shapes and as t what they resemble, i embraced it. I embraced th sky for once. When you're so caught up in finding yourself in a world manifested by stereotypes and such, and then being th person you want t, sucked in by materialism, its not everyday you see beauty in th simplest of things.

A blue so calming t th soul, how th Earth's atmosphere scatters light from th sun. So many components t make up a blue sky and how our eyes perceive it. Lying down and agaze at th sky, eyes transfixed nowhere else. A part of me that hopes i would stand th slightest chance of finding out what's beyond. Endless vision. So many things we don't know, about th very place we call home. And i think. Every single thought colliding, what i've done, what's ahead. Good or bad, everything. But th bad don't bring me down, for mother nature has its ways. And so does love. Thinking of a word as simple as life, perceived as a mindmap that branches out in a never ending motion. I see th brightest stars that shine, amidst dimmer ones. Clouds that sway in th wind direction accordingly, over a brightest star but it never seem t burn out. While i stare directly into th blue sky, into a vision so unreachable, where i draw all my thoughts out on a blue paper, and watch as th clouds vaporizes all th bad ones away, leaving you w th clearest sky and air so breathable by th end of th night. I see blue skies smiling at me, nothing but blue skies do i see.